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"Hmm? Really? What if I said I would be drunk?" Meng Jia looked at him tightly with hot eyes and said.

"It doesn't matter, I won't get drunk." Lingxiao's lips slightly aroused and responded decisively.

"OK, I'll be relieved if you say that." Meng Jia satisfactorily picked up the glass and drank it.

Lingxiao saw this and followed closely.

Pick up the wine glass and stare at her until she finishes the wine in the glass.

Lingxiao just raised his head and worked hard and clean.

When he showed the cup in front of her, he found that Meng Jia's face was a little red.

Laughing and joking, "I didn't expect you to really drink the Baijiu, you see your face is red."

Meng Jia, who was deeply aware that his cheeks were a little hot, pretended to be angry and said, "you're okay to make fun of me. I've said it. I'm not good at drinking. You don't believe it."

Lingxiao evil spirit smiled and said, "don't worry, even if you're really drunk, you'll be safe as long as I don't drink down."

"Really?" Meng Jia looked at him affectionately and asked.

"Really." in the face of her fiery eyes, Lingxiao suddenly had the illusion of being fascinated. She cluttered in her heart and responded.

"Well, I'll have another drink," Meng Jia said, waving her hand and trying to snap her fingers at the bartender.

Suddenly, Lingxiao stopped and stopped, "you can't drink any more."

Meng Jia's reddish cheeks looked at him affectionately and asked, "why?"

Lingxiao said firmly, "when you drink, no one can guarantee that you can go home safely. You know, I can only guarantee your safety now. If you leave here, I can't guarantee it. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing this, Meng Jia's face changed slightly and felt lost.

Soon, he recovered and pretended to be nothing. He replied, "it doesn't matter. I'm not so lucky and cowardly."

Then, regardless of Lingxiao's stop, he raised his head and drank it.

Lingxiao looked at her until she finished drinking the wine.

After drinking the wine, Meng Jia showed the cup without a drop in front of him and said with a smile, "how's it going? My wine is not bad?"

Lingxiao looked at her and said, "what's the matter with you? Something on your mind?"

Meng Jia shrugged her shoulders and asked, "do you think I have something on my mind?"

Then he stood up from the swivel chair and left awkwardly.

Lingxiao looked at her and shouted, "where are you going?"

Meng Jia turned her back to him. She smiled and walked drunk and said, "of course it's home!"

Waving the bag in his hand.

Looking at her fading back, Lingxiao suddenly felt something wrong and hurriedly stood up from the chair and chased out.

Just a few steps after him, the bartender shouted, "Sir, you haven't paid yet?"

After hearing this, Lingxiao hurriedly stopped, hurriedly took out several hundred yuan bills from his wallet and threw them directly onto the bar.

He said, "don't look for it." he sped up his pace and chased out.

When he came to the door, he suddenly saw Meng Jia vomit on the wall.

Seeing this, Lingxiao hurriedly came to her and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Meng Jia put her hand over her chest, buried her head and vomited painfully.